My Opening Shocks the Queen

The quicksand of the years, in the realm of time.

In the Devil's Nest of Ten Thousand Spirits, I saw a figure constantly rushing in, and a terrifying light lit up on the huge formation, just when the formation lit up and the attack erupted.

"time."

Ning Tian's faint voice sounded.

moment.

The attack seemed to have stagnated, and when the attack stopped, Ning Tian touched the formation again. When the attack of the formation appeared again, he repeated his old tricks.

that's it.

In the time domain of the quicksand of years, Ning Tian entered and exited, and at the moment when the formation was lit up, he used the law of time again to stop the attack from condensing!

And this behavior has been repeated thousands of times.

Wanling Devil's Nest Formation: [I suspect that I have been shown. 】

"Humph!"

"Boy, go to hell!"

The pseudo-heaven snorted coldly, and the outside world only passed a few seconds. Seeing that Ning Tian was silent for a few seconds, he couldn't help but sneer, but suddenly he noticed something was wrong.

"Um?"

"When did this kid's beard... grow?"

His eyes fell on Ning Tian's handsome face. The beard that was not there before had grown out at some point, and the beard was unshaven, as if a few weeks had passed.

[Quicksand of Time] In this time domain, the time of outsiders is not affected in any way, and the time that truly flows is Ning Tian's own time!

For others, time is still the same time.

But for Ning Tian, ​​dozens of days have passed!

"Don't care! Kill this kid first, so as not to have too many dreams at night!" A lunar calendar flashed in the eyes of the pseudo-heaven, and then he moved and shot towards Ning Tian in an instant, and the terrifying momentum was suppressed!

There was a confident smile on his lips.

In his heart, he thought that he didn't give Ning Tian a chance to breathe, but he didn't know that Ning Tian was already in the [Times Quicksand], and he had accumulated great moves, and he was waiting to invite you into the urn!

"Husband!"

"Be careful!"

When the pseudo-god rushed to Ning Tian, ​​Luo Wuqing's voice sounded from the side, and at the same time, Ning Tian's figure also burst out, and in an instant, it happened to dodge the attack of the pseudo-god!

"Don't worry, wife, I have already thought of how to kill this guy."

Ning Tian raised his eyes, his unshaven appearance made him feel very tired.

After all, repeating the same action thousands of times in the quicksand of the years, the impact on the mind is not a single star.

"Um…"

"be careful."

Seeing this scene, Luo Wuqing seemed to understand something. After speaking to Ning Tian, ​​a blaze appeared on her delicate body, and she turned and rushed towards the rest of the group!

"Kill this god?"

"It's ridiculous, in the face of absolute power, all tricks are just useless!"

"Humph!"

The pseudo-heaven snorted coldly, and his figure shot towards Ning Tian again!

"This trick, will I be afraid of you?"

Ning Tian raised his face proudly and couldn't help but sneer.

"..."

Hearing this, the pseudo-god was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened, he gritted his teeth, the corners of his mouth twitched, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he shouted suddenly.

"Grass!"

"You're not afraid, then you run a woolen thread!"

I see.

The ancestor said that he was not afraid, and elegantly dodged the attack.

"You know shit."

"I can dodge if I don't dodge, I'll go head-to-head? Are you stupid or are you stupid?" Ning Tian said lightly, and gave the pseudo-heaven a big eye. Sometimes the brain is more useful than the strength.

"You ride a horse!"

The pseudo-heaven was instantly furious and wanted to catch Ning Tian, ​​but the speed of this kid was really weird, and the most important thing was that he kept hiding into the void!

"Dissatisfied?"

"Come and fuck me if you don't agree."

With a smile on his face, Ning Tian stepped back gracefully.

"Grass!"

The pseudo-celestial god's eyes were red, as if he was furious, his divine power was running out, and he wanted to lock Ning Tian with the force of a pincer attack, but Ning Tian seemed to have been prepared for a long time, stepping into the void and coming out again.

"hateful!"

The false god gritted his teeth.

However.

In the next few moves, no matter how he used his divine power, there was no way for Ning Tian to do anything.

after all.

Back then, in Tiangong, Senior Sister was chasing him all over the mountain, just to train his speed. Can this pseudo-celestial god's speed be comparable to Ye Shuang?

After a few tricks.

"Boy!"

"Aren't you running away?"

Seeing that Ning Tian did not move, the pseudo-heaven looked coldly.

"run?"

"Don't run away."

Ning Tian chuckled, at the moment he was leaning against the formation of the Ten Thousand Spirits Devil's Nest, silently put away the Chixiao Sword in his hand, "Huh, I just finished shaving my beard, then, it's my turn to fight back. Bar?"

"..."

Seeing this scene, the anger in the heart of the pseudo-god is even greater.

That's right!

Just when he was chasing Ning Tian, ​​this bastard actually took out the Akasaka Sword and shaves there while hiding!

Shave!

Grass!

This is simply not to put him in his eyes!

The insult is extremely strong, and the damage is extremely high!

"Counterattack?"

"ridiculous!"

The false god sneered.

"Ice Sword Formation!"

However, this time, Ning Tian did not hesitate at all, and directly used the Frost Sword Formation. When the cold air flowed and the Frost Law began to be used within a minute, a trace of sword intent was revealed, and then it turned into a frost sword.

Vaguely, a formation is formed!

But this formation only has its shape, not its formation!

For Ning Tian, ​​who has only practiced the formation method for a few days, it is already very good to have a shape!

"With this little bit of magic power, do you want to shake the divine power of this god? It's ridiculous!" Seeing the ice sword formation, the pseudo-celestial god smiled disdainfully, and didn't even want to take a look.

"Yes~"

"It's really just, a million little power."

Ning Tian looked at the fake god with kindness and sincerity, and then waved his hand heavily, Wan Jian Hanmang, gathered here!

boom!

Please enter the urn!

Now is the best time!

All of his escape trajectories just now were just to find the right angle, so that this pseudo-god can walk in the scenery.

bang bang...

With one sword, Hanmang, all methods can be opened! The condensed formation of ten thousand swords suddenly shot towards the pseudo-god!

"ridiculous!"

"Just this bit of power?" Seeing this scene, the pseudo-celestial **** smiled disdainfully, raised his hand to show his divine power, and fell heavily, instantly destroying the Frost Sword Formation with one palm!

But before he could be proud, Ning Tian's smiling voice sounded.

"Devil's funeral service."

"I wish you good luck!"

Um?

The pseudo-god was stunned.

"Time is scattered!"

But at this moment, Ning Tian slammed out two words, and then seemed to hear a tick, and then the formation of the magic cave in front of the pseudo-god instantly lit up with a bright light, a terrifying energy. Outburst!

It's not over yet.

I saw that above this formation, the light was constantly flashing, just like the blink of an eye, and the light was shining thousands of times!

This is the time stop that Ning Tian just performed!

When the time is scattered, the power will naturally erupt!

"It's so dazzling!"

The pseudo-god looked at him subconsciously, but soon all the powers directly locked him on the formation, and his face changed from wild laughter to despair in an instant: "What a powerful power..."

"Do not…"

"no no!"

A scream.

Then, a roar instantly enveloped the pseudo-god, and the huge movement instantly attracted everyone's attention!

boom…

bang bang...

The surrounding glaciers were all shattered, and in a roar, Ning Tian looked at the pseudo-god who was shrouded in power with a kind face, and a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This guy...is a good person..."

"Zhengchou can't consume the energy of this formation, so this guy is here."

That's right.

If this pseudo-god doesn't come, the power of the formation in this Ten Thousand Spirits Devil's Nest will have to be consumed slowly.

but…

Unfortunately, this guy is here.

"hiss…"

Hearing this sentence, all around, Di Tian and the others took a breath.

That fake god...

Is it the plan of the patriarch?